Those damn deer

I feel like a curmudgeon chasing children off the lawn when I yell or clap my hands to get four or five white-tailed deer off the front lawn. But, in addition to their poop, which accumulates, they are stupid enough to try to jump through a window as they did here. Our local pols, of course, are worthless. They have long refused to buck the Bambi/Greens crowd and do anything to get the deer out of the neighborhood.

0 responses to “Those damn deer

  1. A long gun with a silencer? And a ready BBQ pit?

  2. Currently bow and arrow season in the Northeast Kingdom.

  3. Likewise here. But not in the city limits.

  4. There’s a place across the river, a development that is just now, after about 25 years, beginning to develop. It’s on the north side of 521, part of Brit Bailey’s old place, I think, called “Bar-X”. They’ve had a “no shoota da deer” policy as long as I remember, and the damn things are like squirrels. Herds of ’em roamin’ around. You could kill them with a stick.

    The highway along there is nothing but hair, teeth, and eyeballs, and that’s the only herd thinnin’ around there, Baba-louie.

    jd

  5. Squirrels, indeed.

    I do enjoy annoying them, now and then, with a slingshot, but that’s as far as the law allows.